The Scar Inside Of Me

I chuckled,seemingly oblivious to my surrondings.
"Miss?" Chuckling, I turned my chair and stared into her emerald eyes.
"You truely believe him, don't you?" I said, thoughtfully staring at a pen laying on my desk. Shaking my head, I contiuned. "I would have expected more out of you."
Gulping she started at the window, the streets shining with the living.
"Its different. Its not what your quick judgemental mind is thinking, Aoura."
I smirked and felt my confidence raise at the fool sitting infront of me.
"I find it amusing, you see. Such a strong creature as yourself, falling for the weak human feelings."
"Weak it is not, Aoura. Do not under-estimate it just because its not in your category of existance!" She raised her voice, daring me.
"Yes, my fairly naive friend, you are right.It is not in my category, and I did not label it. That is because that was the mission given.Have you ceased to noticed why we are truely here, Laila?"
She frowned, making sense of my words.
"I love him. I don't know what that means, I don't know how this body is doing it and I don't know why, but I do."
Rolling my eyes I replied. "Rather cheesy, would you not think so?"
"Maybe. It doesn't change the truth though."
Gazing at her and her gazing back, I finally smiled.
"Its a weakness."
"I don't care."
"Its pity."
"It is not."
I gave up, shurgging. "Its insane."
Smiling, she caught on my defeat. "It is so."